No Particular Place To Go

Riding along in my automobile

My baby beside me at the wheel

I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile

My curiosity's running wild

Cruisin' and playin' the radio

With no particular place to go



Riding along with my collar loose

Still trying to get her belt unloose

All the way home I held a grudge

But the safety belt it wouldn't budge



Cruisin' and playin' the radio

With no particular place to go



The wanderer

Well I'm the type of guy who will never settle down

Where pretty girls are well you know that I'm around

I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cos to me they're all the same

I hug 'em and I squeeze them, they don't even know my name

They call me the Wanderer, yeah the Wanderer

I roam around and round and round and round and round

They call me the Wanderer, yeah the Wanderer

I roam around and round and round and round and round